Robert N. Cantara

The 2nd Floor Poem by Robert N. Cantara

Shakened by an evil dreamTwin boys holding me downI can; t escape their cluthesHeld down a pillow on my headMy screams go unheardThen they are gone

My body shacken to it's coreI run down the stairwayBut i'm still on the second floorDown stairway, agin 2nd floor

I run into the bedroomMy girlfriend yelling at meBut she has no headUp the stairway i runInto my bed i jumpedA cold touch on my faceMy dog's nose wakes me upIt's time for her walkWe walk as my body trembles